Sunday, January 22, 2012

Forever Still

I’d hold that minute
With my lips forever
Still and wishing how
Our hands weren’t
Tied to other hands;
Black and skeletal
While ticking down
And showing no remorse.
If only time would slow
As hearts sped up;
Kisses lasting for as long
As memories sustaining us
Between them.

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    1. Thanks, Fiona :) Not even a tenth as awesome as you though.

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    1. Much obliged, Wander. Not sure if the context was right for that. It just sounded cool.

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    2. Ben I just read this again and I ave to say this is the best thing of yours I have read! Ben If you dont have a specal someone or if they are teetering on the edge of being yours this will clench it for you...flex your muscles, grunt than lay this one on em...
      "If only time would slow
      As hearts sped up;
      Kisses lasting for as long
      As memories sustaining us
      Between them."

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    3. Oh, I do have a special someone. She's a poet too :-)

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    4. Good for you!!
      I wrote my first love poem about a week ago...Felt good!

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  3. This is beautiful...if only time could slow as hearts sped up...

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    1. I guess they do in a way more emotional than physical.

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  4. I keep finding poets whose work makes me stop to read the words aloud ... Damn. Another!

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    1. Very cool. I love hearing people read my words, seeing what's emphasized by others and such.

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  5. Ah Mr. Ditty. Hands tied to other hands. When hearts are involved, timing is a bitch . A relevant poem. Can I just say...I have to remember to mute my computer when I come here. When I read, it is almost like transporting into the scene. When the music kicks in, and I am shot out, and have to start all over again on mute. Not that I don't LOVE your music. I do. But I have to compartmentalize the two things. They are both important to me, and neither get full attention when shared with the other. Tied to other hands. I need them separate.

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